#ShareAReviewDay – Harbinger: Wake-Robin Ridge Book 3 by Marcia Meara

No one was scheduled for #ShareAReviewDay today, so I thought I’d share one of my latest for Harbinger: Wake-Robin Ridge Book 3. Enjoy, and by all means, do feel free to pass it along anywhere you like. Thanks!

This series just gets better and better. The first novel introduces us to a damaged man and a lonely woman who finally begin to heal when they find each other. Their family expands in the second book when they take in a young boy who can’t help but melt the iciest of hearts. I couldn’t wait to read the third book, and it did not disappoint. Marcia Meara crafted a blend of love story/murder mystery/coming-of-age tale that had me riveted from page one.

Rabbit had me from word one of the second book, and his charisma carries on in Harbinger. He’s so determined to help people, even at his own peril. His bravery, determination, and heart carry this story to its dramatic conclusion.

Watching the villain’s mental state deteriorate from his two-faced status quo to utter madness was compelling. Meara did an excellent job of immersing the reader in his mental and emotional decline.

The characters definitely carry this tale, but once again, the descriptions add a poignant and welcome flavor to the story. They are the cherry on top of an already delicious sundae.

I don’t know if there will be a book four or not, but if there is, I’ll definitely read it

BLURB:

Continuing in the tradition of Wake-Robin Ridge and A Boy Named Rabbit, Marcia Meara’s North Carolina mountain series takes a shivery turn with the Appalachian Legend of Ol’ Shuck, the Harbinger of Death.

“. . . he felt the wet slide of the dog’s burning hot tongue on his face, and the scrape of its razor sharp teeth against the top of his head. A white-hot agony of crushing pain followed, as the jaws began to close.”

The wine-red trillium that carpets the forests of the North Carolina Mountains is considered a welcome harbinger of spring—but not all such omens are happy ones. An Appalachian legend claims the Black Dog, or Ol’ Shuck, as he’s often called, is a harbinger of death. If you see him, you or someone you know is going to die.

But what happens when Ol’ Shuck starts coming for you in your dreams? Nightmares of epic proportions haunt the deacon of the Light of Grace Baptist Church, and bring terror into the lives of everyone around him. Even MacKenzie Cole and his adopted son, Rabbit, find themselves pulled into danger.

When Sheriff Raleigh Wardell asks Mac and Rabbit to help him solve a twenty-year-old cold case, Rabbit’s visions of a little girl lost set them on a path that soon collides with that of a desperate man being slowly driven mad by guilt.

As Rabbit’s gift of the Sight grows ever more powerful, his commitment to those who seek justice grows as well, even when their pleas come from beyond the grave.

Marcia Meara lives in central Florida, just north of Orlando, with her husband of over thirty years, four big cats, and two small dachshunds. When not writing or blogging, she spends her time gardening, and enjoying the surprising amount of wildlife that manages to make a home in her suburban yard. At the age of five, Marcia declared she wanted to be an author, and is ecstatic that at age 69, she finally began pursuing that dream. Her belief in the redemptive power of love is a unifying factor in both of her popular series and her poetry. Today, she’s still going strong, and plans to keep on writing until she falls face down on the keyboard, which she figures would be a pretty good way to go!

Marcia has published six novels, one novella, and one book of poetry to date, all of which are available on Amazon:

Thanks! Working on it today, Mae, even as I type. (And don’t think that isn’t a trick!) 😀 I’m almost halfway through the draft, and can’t wait to get this one told. Lots going on way up there on the Ridge! But the problem is, what happens on the Ridge doesn’t always STAY on the Ridge. 😯 😀

What a lovely thing to say, Jacquie! Thanks so much. Those mountains are my favorite place on earth, so far, and I miss them every day. There are things I love about Florida (I’m a native Floridian, btw), especially the wildlife and birds, but my heart is in the rolling hills of those ancient mountains. (They are the oldest mountain chain on earth, and they feel that way, too.) The best part about writing the WRR series is that I get to spend time there, alongside Mac, Sarah, Rabbit, and Branna. 🙂 ❤

You really should. There are no words (and I usually have plenty) to describe how beautiful it is, or how those rolling, mist-covered hills can touch your heart. *going off now in sweltering, brain-baking 92 degree heat to pout about the fact that summer just won’t let go* SO longing for cooler weather, but trying to make the best of it. After all, there’s no hurricane threatening me. Today.
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Aw, thanks! I hope you’ll enjoy it when you get to it. Rabbit has a way of sneaking into your heart, I’ve been told. I know he LIVES in mine, and in my HEAD, too. Always providing a running commentary on things he observes. 😀

Still fighting a huge backlog but have arrived at this post. Yay! I love Rabbit. His voice and sweet reasoning are unlike any other character I’ve come across and I’ll snap up the next book as soon as it comes out. (No pressure, Marcia…) 🙂

Well . . . as long as there’s no pressure, or anything. 😀 Don’t worry, Trish. I’ve already re-uploaded the first 12 chapters onto my Beta blog, and hope to get the next one going later this week. (The first half was put on hold during the hurricane Irma construction.) I just have to finish formatting TE2, finish my Intro to Hawks, Falcons, and Kites for Saturday’s presentation, finish my post scheduling for the rest of this week, get to my dermatologist for my six-month check-up, and have lunch with a very good friend. I can do it. I’m sure I can. Pretty sure. Probably. 😀

And thanks so much for your kind words about Little Rabbit. He’s always such a joy to turn loose on the pages. 😀 I do hope I get some good progress in on WRR4, The Light, this week. Will keep you posted. 🙂 ❤

Of course you can do it, Marcia. You’ve even left a few spare minutes in there for some landscaping, steer wrestling and a bit of abseiling… Just don’t burn yourself out before the next Rabbit is ready! (Not that I’m viewing this from a purely selfish perspective, you understand.) ❤